Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

I practiced for countless years, there was no time in the mountains, and twelve years passed in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Qin Lian and Chen Yuan gathered in the refining room, staring at the red cauldron in front of them.

The underground fire gushed out from the well, poured into the bodies of six fire dragons, and circled around the red cauldron.

The stone chamber was filled with heat, but the two men were unaware of it.

A war drum was suspended in the tripod, and light blue lightning patterns were engraved on the purple drum body, but the drum surface was pitch black with flickering faint light. Several purple arcs of electricity burst out around it, making slight crackling sounds.

Next to the war drum, a dark brown drumstick trembled gently. There were also several light blue lightning patterns engraved on its surface, surrounded by purple arcs of electricity.

Suddenly, the drumstick of the war drum began to tremble slightly, and dozens of arcs of electricity burst out and hit the four walls of the red cauldron, causing the red cauldron to tremble slightly as well. A low thunderous sound echoed in the refining room.

Qin Lian's eyes flashed with joy, and he said, "The magic weapon is ready. Please give it a name and leave a mark of your spiritual consciousness!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan immediately probed his spiritual consciousness into the red cauldron. With a thought, two seal characters slowly emerged on the corner of the war drum - Zi Kui.

Qin Lian was stunned for a moment, then the magic spell in his hand changed and shot several rays of spiritual light into the red cauldron.

The restless war drums and drumsticks slowly quieted down, no more purple arcs of electricity burst out, and the thunder gradually became quieter.

A quarter of an hour later, Qin Lian pointed and shouted, "Go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the war drum and drumstick flew out of the tripod and headed straight for Chen Yuan.

The rising earth fire fell into the fire well, and the six fire dragons let out a long roar and returned to the cauldron.

The red tripod slowly fell to the ground, the thirty-six formation flags swayed gently, and the spiritual light dimmed.

The two magic weapons fell in front of Chen Yuan, trembling slightly and flickering with spiritual light.

Qin Lian let out a long sigh, his face slightly pale, and smiled: "Legend has it that the Kuiniu True Spirit controls the power of thunder and is known as the Thunder God. This treasure is extremely powerful and is rarely matched among top-level magic weapons."

"It is most appropriate for you to name yourself 'Zikui'."

"Please check if there are any flaws inside this purple Kui thunder drum."

Chen Yuan raised his hands and gently grasped the war drum and drumstick. His spiritual sense swept over it inch by inch. A faint thought came from the war drum, revealing a strong admiration.

A top-level magic weapon can give birth to vague thoughts. This thunder drum, just after it was refined, is already full of spirituality, even surpassing the Zixu Sword in Chen Yuan's hand.

During the process of refining this treasure, Chen Yuan repeatedly dripped his essence and blood into it, and it was able to communicate with its mind without the need for warming.

Chen Yuan praised: "Daoyou's weapon refining skills are indeed superb, the thunder drum is perfect and full of spirituality."

Qin Lian looked at the thunder drum with a look of satisfaction in his eyes: "The spiritual material that Daoist friend brought out is so precious. Just a piece of purple thunder stone weighs twenty kilograms."

"There are also rare spiritual materials such as the ninth-level Kun fish skin and the thunder stone. If Qin doesn't do his best, it would be a waste of natural resources."

"It's a pity that you didn't tell me in advance that you wanted to name this thunder drum 'Purple Kui'."

"Otherwise, Qin painted an image of a Kui Niu on the drum surface, which would be worthy of the name."

Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I was not thoughtful enough."

He put the thunder drum and drumstick into his Dantian. Qin Lian hesitated for a moment and said, "Elder Xing is still waiting in Wanling Market. Now that the three magic weapons have been refined, it is better for you to come to the appointment as soon as possible. Qin will not keep you for long."

Chen Yuan couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

Twelve years ago, he came to Wanling Pavilion and asked Qin Lian to help him refine magic weapons, while he himself refined pills to improve his cultivation.

Chen Yuanxian spent more than a year refining all the thirteen level 10 demon pills Qin Wuya gave him into demon essence pills, and obtained a total of ninety-one level 10 demon essence pills. After refining the thirteen furnaces of level 10 demon essence pills, his alchemy skills improved a lot.

Although the success rate of making pills remains at 70%, it has already reached the threshold of 80%.

Throughout history, there have been few great alchemy masters who could achieve an 80% success rate in refining elixirs for the late Nascent Soul stage.

There are only five people recorded in the classics, including Danxuzi, a cultivator who has reached the state of spiritual transformation.

But Chen Yuan's spiritual awareness was extremely powerful, even the great cultivators could not compare to it, let alone the ordinary alchemy masters.

Moreover, the pills refined by Chen Yuan are far superior to those of other alchemists and he has extremely rich experience.

The speed at which alchemy skills improved was far beyond others' imagination.

However, he would not belittle himself because of this. The world of immortal cultivation is full of hidden talents and the records in the classics are just the tip of the iceberg.

Apart from anything else, Qin Wuya and old man Dan Jue's alchemy skills are definitely better than Chen Yuan's.

After that, Chen Yuan spent another eight years refining all of these pills. His cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he was only one step away from reaching the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage.

Probably, he only needs three or five bottles of Nascent Soul late stage elixir and he should be able to reach the bottleneck of Spirit Transformation.

But Chen Yuan didn't know where to find these three or five bottles of late Nascent Soul elixir.

Just as Qin Wuya said, all the level ten demon kings in the Ten Thousand Demon Sea, Nanzhou, and Hanzhou were killed, and all the level ten demon pills treasured by the ten major sects were also handed over.

Even if they are still hiding something, they cannot be forced to hand it over.

The true energy required for this step can only be cultivated through meditation, which may take longer than before.

Afterwards, Chen Yuan slowly absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and while practicing, he never forgot to draw starlight into his body.

Every month, he would leave the Wanling Mountains and find a secluded place to draw starlight into his body and strengthen his flesh.

The effect of starlight infusion is not as good as the body-tempering elixir, but it is more lasting and stable.

After twelve years, his body had become stronger, which was equivalent to taking a body-tempering elixir made from three thousand year old spiritual herbs.

When Chen Yuan was refining the Void Escape Robe, he often went out. Qin Lian was used to it and never asked about it.

But two years ago, Elder Xing of Taiming Sect suddenly came to Wanling Pavilion, holding a letter from Wang Xuan Ge, inviting Chen Yuan to visit Taiming Sect.

Qin Lian thought it was Wang Xuan Ge who invited him, but Wang Xuan Ge clearly stated in the letter that it was Qin Wuya who ordered Chen Yuan to return to Taiming Sect as soon as possible.

By that time, the Void Escape Robe and Feather Short Arrow had been upgraded to top-level magic weapons, but the Purple Kui Thunder Drum had not yet been successfully refined, so Chen Yuan was unable to escape.

After Elder Xing learned about this, he simply stayed in the Wanling Market and waited for the Purple Kui Thunder Drum to be refined.

Chen Yuan was unable to explain this to Qin Lian, and just shook his head: "This matter is not urgent, I have another matter to ask you, I wonder if you have heard of the magic weapon?"

"Divine weapon?" Qin Lian was startled, and said hesitantly, "Qin has seen a record of divine weapons in a classic book. It is a kind of magic weapon exclusively for physical cultivation."

"In the ancient times when physical cultivation was popular, divine weapons were quite common, but now they have long been lost. Could it be that fellow Daoist has seen a divine weapon?"

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "I just happened to hear about the legend of the magic weapon. It is much more suitable for physical cultivation than magic weapons, so I would like to ask you to refine one."

Qin Lian's eyes showed regret: "There is no method of refining magic weapons in our sect's inheritance. I am afraid that I will disappoint you." (End of this chapter)